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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kolindra" data-source="post: 808716" data-attributes="member: 11263">I grew up in the wilds, in a small grove of druids, shamans, rangers and other nature priests. Our home and way of life are cyclic much like the seasons and we enjoy what nature gives us and renews every year.Living in the grove has shaped me differently then those who live in a large town or city. All of the adults have a hand teaching the children the things they might need as they get older. No one child was more special then another, even if the child was a birthed by one of the elders. Also we tend to be not as modest as those from the cities and towns, at least not when we are among each other. When we are away from home though we are as modest as the outlanders are. Walking among those who live in the grove it would come as a shock to many when at least half of the adults and children are without clothing. Of course in the winter we are always usually dressed, we are not stupid enough to walk around in the cold with no clothing on.For now I am just on a hunt to return one of our sacred items back to the grove or our spring ritual will not be able to take place and we might fall on hard times if we anger the spirits, and without it we will not be able to harvest the crop of mistletoe and other plants that we need for our spells and rituals.My friend Ryssa was given to me a pup. I raised and trained her since then and she is a loyal friend and companion of mine. She isn’t a pet, as many of these outsiders seem to think. She can leave any time she wants to, but for now she has decided to stay with me.Many of our rites and rituals I guess would be considered barbaric to those who live in the civilized lands. We still practice the old ways and rites. Many of these rites have to do with pleasure and the joys of the body. Almost all of us in the grove can see the spirits of the land but only a handful in the grove can talk back with them and receive answers. I was told that I might have that spark but for now it lies dormant until I find a willing teacher to help me unlock it.Each season we have feasts and rites that help bring changes to the world so that the seasons will continue. The spring celebration of course is usually the most wild and many babies are born nine months after that rite. Harvest rite is when we honor our dead and renew the protections again the restless dead and this is also when we try to find any of the restless dead who might be around the forest and the grove and send them back to their grave.Winter rite is usually a somber affair to try to help being in the spring season. While summer rite is when most of our weddings take place and it is also another happy time.Kolindra’s DescriptionI wear brown calf length boots and a pair of breeches that are also brown in color. A light green belt is belted across my waist and it keeps my dark green shirt tucked into my breeches. I also wear a black cloak that falls to my ankles and it has a brown hood that when pulled over my head covers my face in shadow.My black hair is grown a bit past my shoulders and I usually keep it unbound. I have the reddish brown skin tone of my mixed ancestors. As are my eyes.Hanging on my belt is a dagger that is mostly used for skinning animals, cutting flowers and other plants, and as a last resort as a means of defense. I keep my spears, when they are not in use, strapped across my back so that they criss cross each other. I tuck my sling into the other side of my belt. My leather armor is usually only worn when there is a need for it, and it has been decorated with etchings of leaves, and has rocks, stones, shells, beads, and other items tied to it.Starting on the back of my hands and then leading up my arms are a pair of tattoos. They are of tribal markings that start off as a circle that inverts on itself and then opens up into many different lines as the tattoos travel up my arms and then stop at my shoulders.</blockquote>

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